The quietest day possible.
May 3rd 2006 Today followed the same pattern as the last few. I got up late, and read and wrote a part of my essay in my kitchen without ever really getting anything done. It doesn't help that one of the books I found to research from doesn't have an index, or even chapter headings.
I went back to the river with Liisa at 8. We sat on the stone wall for an hour, talked and drank beer, while the sun went dow
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